With Empathy Poems - Poems about With Empathy

A brief but deep connection As we lock eyes across the room And I have a sense of pain I feel the saddest surrender To what life does to you Over the incessantness of time I watch as she so slowly settles Muscles not so lithe in age But wide eyes still locked with mine Somehow it is a shared moment Perhaps a camaraderie that...

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Don’t see only our disabilit-ease, Don’t deny us basic facilit-ease, Don’t ignore our many abilit-ease, Don’t compound our varied difficult-ease, Deal head-on with the harsh realit-ease. You never know what life has in store, You may fall one day and rise no more, You may join our ranks, afraid, unsure, You may write words to plead; implore. We are not an alien race, We...

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Wilderness Moonlight stretches into the clearing, intangible ...but offering comfort. She is dying now, pining to be rescued, her breathing jagged, her endurance spent; the bullet had lanced her stomach therefore prolonging agony. Behind her lies a zick-zacked trail of red, splattered death, her own. She had been born a lone wolf but now seeks release in moonlight's arms. A terminal breath, a final...

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In twilight’s hush, where shadows blend, Some hearts grow still, their warmth descends. A mask they wear, so smooth, so bright, Concealing voids that shun the light. Their eyes, untroubled by the cost, See pain, yet feel no pang, no loss. With measured steps they coldly tread, Where empathy lies long since dead. But far across this mortal plane, Others defy the self’s refrain. Their...

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C-aring H-earts A-re R-eally L-ovely, E-mbracing N-eedy, E-conomically P-oor, A-nd C-rushed H-umanity, E-ven C-ountry's O-ppressed ©bfa052525 Monocrostic (Birthday of Charlene D. Pacheco) ...

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I’d like to slip behind the silence of your eyes, to wander the remembered roads your footsteps once believed in— to see what you saw, to feel the ache of your longing before the world taught you what not to reach for— and to find the child who once asked why— and is still waiting for an answer. I’d sit where memory holds its breath in the dark, listening...

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Humans is what we are because we have a skill given to us Under a word called metacognition Maybe that feeling of metacognition gives us the opportunity to trust Availing our own thoughts, feelings, and actions Nevertheless, this metacognition becomes slowly solipsistic Selfish in other words, thinking that we are the only ones However, we forget like humans always do, that...

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we’re always surrounded by art, i realized this as a child walking through the massachusetts city’s. i remember seeing your everyday buildings with the beautiful moonlight and being in awe- how could we forget something so simple yet beautiful exists all around us? as a teenager i took photographs of buildings- cars and the heavens...

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We came not for conquest, but for containment— though conquest is what happens when containment itches beneath the skin like sulfur spores in a sealed lung. They had the secret. Not gold, not weapons, not prophecy— but language that healed. Real language— not poetry, not prayer, but syntax of cells. Their infants spoke in codons. Their trees rustled in protein sequences. Their dead decomposed into algorithms that rewrote the...

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Casualty of your cruelty and lack of empathy Is the beginning of your karma journey What you tossed into the universe Comes back full force as blessing or curse Walking in another's shoes Feeling for them as you do for you Empathy a symphony of humanity Put an end to selfish silver vanity Casualty of your cruelty just may be Loved ones you have...

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What does it cost to let a soul bloom and grow, But love and sincerity, my dear fellow? Like a gentle smile on a passing face, Wrapping me like a warm embrace. A soothing hand on my shaking one, Its warmth still lingers though all is gone. A shared laugh in the storm we face, As the gloom fades without a trace. "You...

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I have things to do and places to be, Burdens to bear and people to please. I look not at the watch staring back at me, For I shall be late to the morning tea. I have so many conversations to make, And very many promises to break, I have to be at the graveyards and the cemeteries, Then put on a...

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Today I’m grateful for empathy… because when I look out at the world it’s easy for me to see Family, friendship, love and peace all begin with empathy, ...

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I believe, as Maya Angelou believed that we are all blessed with empathy… We all know how to convey it… Unfortunately, however, there are some of us who lack the courage to display it. ...

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I am admittedly no expert…but…what’s wrong with this county…this world as far as I can see is that it's filled with people who lack compassion…and empathy. People who, for some reason, in their hearts have erected a wall and from behind it, they can’t see the connection to us all. People who, I imagine, think themselves loving, charitable and wise but...

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